Friday, 11 March 2016

out and about

We went to the Colchester Arts Centre last night.  That represented something of a minor triumph, as on Tuesday I was not at all convinced I'd be able to sit on an Arts Centre chair for an entire evening, but fortunately by Wednesday afternoon my back was looser.  We had tickets to see Andy Zaltzman, which were part of my Christmas present to the Systems Administrator, and it would have been a shame to miss it, for us and also for him in that he cracked a gag about partially filling the central aisle of  a large church, and if we had not gone it would have been even more partially filled.  His sometime comedy partner has gone on to be gigantic in the US.  Andy Zaltzman has not and is able to be extremely funny on the subject.  They have just recorded a new podcast together for the first time in nine months, which the SA will doubtless be listening to shortly.

It was the second time we've seen him at the Arts Centre, so the management must be relaxed about not entirely filling the central aisle on a Thursday night.  We both laughed a lot, as did the other eighty or so people who were there.  If you are interested in politics and know roughly what Schrodinger's cat is you will probably like Andy Zaltzman.  He operates towards the cerebral end of the comedy scale.

I spent today waking up the greenhouse, turfing out the pots of hardy plants that were overwintering under cover to protect them from the worst of the weather, picking the dead leaves off the pelargoniums, and upping the watering to start them back into growth, along with the pots of dahlias.  It seemed like a nice gentle introduction to gardening, some standing, some kneeling, some walking about, no pick axes or heavy lifting.  My back felt OK at the time but the great unknown is what it is going to feel like later.  Still, the only way to find out is to try.

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